The Vertix

[Lost In The Void]

Retran looked at Misa, "I have always believed that questioning orders was the reason that some people lived and some died. Looking at why we do things and why we are told things allows us to preform the task better," he looked at the carriage, "And to be honest, if I'm getting fucked, I at least want to know."

 

[RavingPenguin]

"Well, it would seem we have the plan mostly laid out." Trent said as he jumped off the top of the carriage. "Now, if you have all of this worked out, we guerrillas should get started on removing and reworking some of those traps." Trent walked off to the hall the princess would be speaking at, knowing the others would follow shortly.

 

[AboveUp]

"Retran, that line of thinking works when your leaders are less elusive and powerful than ours. Any more questioning along that line without any proof and I may start questioning where your loyalties lie. Trust me, you don't want me questioning that." Cygnus leaned back against the carriage. "I'll be in control here. It's best if you people move along and get in position."

 

[Cinnonym]

Aurelius didn't look convinced.

"I don't understand. In spite of the dangers, you still wish the Princess to speak? These people don't want change. Unless this is announcement of the town's secession, I don't think it will be well-received." He lingered a moment, then shrugged when he received disdain for the views. "Very well. I'll be with Trent if I'm needed."

And he followed the other Guerrilla out.

 

[axle 19]

"I agree with them. After all I have seen in this town, we can be assured of a violent response from the townsfolk. One of us is already missing and we don't even now for sure if she is with us. This is a disaster in the making regardless of how good of a plan we make," and with that he turned on his heel and followed Aurellius out.

 

[Lost In The Void]

Retran shook his head, "And blind obedience can lead to being stabbed in the back. I will not be one who is caught off guard," he resigned himself to walking alongside the carriage, as his armour made it difficult for him to run ahead of it. He wasn't built to be a scout.

 

[Time Travelling Toaster]

"Blind obedience leads to being stabbed in the front," Misa corrects moving alongside the carriage as it sets off.

"What you have is mistrust of the highers, that is what gets you stabbed in the back. When you mistrust long enough you become a threat, then you get taken away," she glances at Retran's back.

"Let's just get this thing over with before we all kill each other," she hisses.

The group near the town hall, the building looms in front of them.

 

[NeoAC]

"Yeah lets," Grace agreed with Misa. She usually did. Girls sticking together and all that. "All right, I'll try and keep it short and sweet. I really don't want to be in here any longer then I have to."

 

[Xero Scythe]

Thanatos looked around from his position on top of the carriage. The people were staring at him, hate in their eyes. "You weren't kidding, were you? These guys don't even know me, and they look like they want to rip out my guts."

 

[RavingPenguin]

Trent snapped a trip wire a small knife before stepping into the hall. "Well, Kylar." He said, addressing the man behind him, "You know where most of these traps are. You care to help us out so we can get this cleared quickly?" Trent could see quite a few pressure plates as well as some IEDs around. "Hell, they really hate us don't they?"

 

[axle 19]

Kylar pulled out his dagger making sure to carefully remove the trip wires, "They don't hate us specifically, they just hate outsiders. I wonder though, this seems a bit much just to ward of strangers." Deactivating to pressure plates, he moved deeper into the hall. Something is definitely rotten in the state of Easterbank.

 

[RavingPenguin]

"Goddamn peasants can't even rig traps well." Trent mumbled as he disarmed a few more pressure plates. "Hello, whats this?" Trent asked as he examined a small plate in front of a podium. He tried to determine what the little thing was for, but set it off instead. 3 small clicks from inside the large podium told him what he had done was not good. "Get down!" He screamed as he jumped away from the podium, laying flat on his back and covering his head. The podium blew with the force of 3 grenades, Trent was the one in the most danger but got off rather unscathed. "Fuck me sideways," He swore, wincing at his new bruises, "Everyone else okay?"

 

[AboveUp]

Loud sounds were coming from the area where the others were. Cygnus was looking in the direction they had left intently. This can't be good. he thought, as he leaned back against the carriage. He looked up at Thanatos, seeing him tower on top of the thing. From Cygnus's point of view, the man was upside down, looking at the direction where the sounds had come from. "Hey, Thanatos. Shouldn't you have joined up with them? Since you're still here anyway, I don't suppose you can see anything from up there? Those sounds just now were kind of worrying." With how he's been spacing out over there, it's a good thing he didn't go along. He could've been hurt by whatever it was that made that noise.

Cygnus looked around. The streets were starting to empty out. Noticeably so. Something was going to happen. Something big. It just has to.

 

[Xero Scythe]

Thanatos shook his head. "there's something weird coming this way. Huge heat signature. I have no clue what it is." he jumped down from the carriage and headed inside the building. He looked for traps, his head swiveling from side to side like a bird. He snapped one thread, disabling a trap, but stepped on a rather devious pressure plate that replaced the floor right beneath the wire. Flames shot up, swirling around Thanatos' body. Thanatos raised his arm, only shadows visible through the flames. The fire was sucked into his palm. He looked a little bit taken aback, but otherwise unharmed. "had that been anyone other than me, they would be a pile of ashes. These people mean business."

 

[axle 19]

Kylar dusted himself of from the series of explosions before continuing his search for more traps. "These traps are well layered and incredibly dangerous to normal people. I'm wondering how they were able to create so many of them and hide them so well." This is just driving home how messed up this town is...

 

[NeoAC]

Grace hung back while waiting for the guerillas to clear the town hall building of traps. "Holy crap," she said to herself. "How many freaking traps did these townies have time to put up? They have nothing else better to do here?"

 

[Broken Orange]

"Way too much time. If they build more whorehouses and Casino, they would have less time to attack us hard working folk." Jarod told Grace.

you know, that isn't that bad of an idea, I should suggest it to the princess once I have a chance.

 

[Time Travelling Toaster]

"Let's get on with this then," Misa sighs.

"Unless the Guerillas are happy blowing the place up..." she moves off towards the entrance.

"Why don't we just cancel this fucking thing, it ain't worth it..." she mutters to herself, hoping no-one hears her.

Spoiler: OOC

I'm going on a hiatus soon, so I ask if someone would be willing to take control. I'll PM them the rough story bit for this and they can evolve it from there >.> If you're interested just send me a little PM expressing said interest!

 

[Lost In The Void]

"They are fucking cowards," Retran finally said, "I don't care who you bloody are, you fight like a man, not hiding in traps and tricks," he vented loudly, hoping a few hotheads would jump down to challenge him. This trip was stressing him and the others out way too much for this to even be worth it, "As I said before, why are we bloody doing this?"

 

[RavingPenguin]

Trent got up and dusted himself off. "Mother fucking peasants..." he muttered to himself, "I hope they incite a riot, I want to kill a few of them now. You know, fuck it, I want to torture one after that." Trent's voice was cold as ice as he muttered while working. His cheery side was all but gone now, the trip had rubbed him raw. He would be fine afterward, a good nights sleep usually calmed him down, but for now he was cold and distant. He wouldn't snap at his fellow Vertix but any peasants stupid enough to cross his path would not get mercy.